And You Thought People on FOUR Wheels were Stupid.

Nobody’s Perfect

It’s summer, and once again, I have to manage my pet peeve.

Here’s my pet peeve. I can’t STAND the thousands of Lance Armstrong wannabe’s riding their bikes on the street of America, as IF they were in the Tour de France and being broadcasted around the world, and about to become the next famous long distance star on the road to fame and Nike commercials.

The last time I rolled down my window and yelled at a guy on a bike, (whose butt was high in my face even though I was in a car) he turned around and told me to “F*$&% OFF.” He was riding in the middle of the street, in FRONT of my car, and going about 10 mph.

He was SURE he had the right of way. He even yelled it at me.

What did I say? “Have you got a brain!?”

And that’s how I look at it. All over the country, our politicians are saying that cars should give the right of way to the bikes on the side of the road.

And sometimes those bikers get going really fast, and they are going downhill, and they come to an intersection, and they DON’T stop for the light, leaving everybody’s heart pounding for the splat.

There IS no commons sense whatsoever in this.

I don’t care if you are Lance Armstrong, you should not be on the shoulder of a road where the cars are going 40 mph or faster.

Hell, you shouldn’t even be riding down the middle of a street in a subdivision.

THEY HAVE SIDEWALKS FOR THAT MORON! We have beautiful parks all over the country, with bike paths, why not get your ass in gear, and go there to get your workout?

Oh…no girls will see you? Could that be it? Or did you flunk math? Is this just an ego thing? You want the whole world to see what fine shape you’re in?

Here we are…in the 21st century, and all over America, men in their groovy speedo’s, cool Ray Bans, $200 dollar biker shoes, and $400 dollars bikes, THINK they are …superhuman and they would actually live if someone hit them from the back.

And that’s ANOTHER pet peeve I have. Who decided that NOT being able to see the car behind you is smart? If you go against the traffic, at least you have a few seconds to get out of the way, should Cathy the college girl decides she needs to text her boyfriend at the moment your bike hits a rock.

Let’s see, how much force will hit you if a ten ton truck going even 30 mph slams into you? Will you live? CAN your bones survive such an accident?

And let’s talk about that helmet? Is it going to protect your neck when it snaps? Does the thought of a wheelchair for life excite you?

I know the “progressives” want to get us out of our cars, so that we just ride our bikes like the good Europeans, but this country is not built for such nonsense. They have nothing but idiots over there.

Pedestrian and bicyclist deaths rose faster than the overall rate — 6.4 and 6.5 percent, respectively. Last year, 4,743 people were killed while walking and 726 while biking. This is a long-term trend: Walking and biking are becoming more dangerous relative to driving. Occupants of passenger vehicles make up 65 percent of fatalities now, down from 75 percent in 2003, while “non-occupants” (i.e. pedestrians and cyclists) make up 17 percent, up from 13 percent. Motorcyclists now account for 15 percent of casualties, up from 9 percent.

And the worst of it, if the driver hits a man on a bike, it’s ALWAYS the drivers fault.

Construction workers die every day. Around three quarters of cyclists killed have major head injuries.

Bikes are giving guns in this country a good run for stats.

Common sense tells you NOT to jump in front of an oncoming train.

Common sense says don’t ride your bike on the side of any road where cars are flashing by at speeds way beyond anything you could ever attend.

You are NOT a car.

You are a just a man with a missing link, who somewhere in his life, decided he was going to ride his bike…in traffic.

You’d be safer bungee jumping. I’m just saying.

And I will continue to yell to any bikers that I see..things like:

.”Hope Obama CARES about you!” (Because I don’t.)

Nothing fits the saying “It’s just an accident waiting to happen.” like guys riding their bikes in traffic.

About

I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)

Hopefully other nobody’s will put their opinions on my site. But, if you happen to be a somebody, you’re more than welcomed to help out.